these paigons

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Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots
 
Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss
 
You were the one that always made me see.
 
Doing this cuz you think your the boss of me
 
Some how made it cos they sprayed it on walls the last calls
 
For me i'm the boss at night you turn and toss
 
 
All of these are the ways that you could meet your fate,
 
Men become kings and still die of old age
 
They are paigons, being pulled on their strings,
 
Who wish to break this dynasty of kings
 
Ballin like some young kings
 
You need to go back home and erase all the things
 
Understand and overstand, gucci mane in overland
 
We can control where they end up even if we cant where they land,
 
I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt
 
The day we met, i cant explain the way that i felt
 
 
Like a thug, wishing he was hard, you ain't bruh
 
What happened to that girl? did it mean nothing to you?
 
Still living the thug life
 
Then you will have been impaled twice
 
 
these boyz ain't bad, they should know that
 
am the personification of rap
 
I ride with them boys in the middle of the map
 
I'm cruising through this smooth rap
 
Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that
 
 
 
 
And i got that bait, they all bad

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